Who is this so loved of yore
Shyly tapping at the door?
Striking off the icy chain
That the earth may thrive again.
Wooing violets in the dale
To their faces fair unveil;
Bidding all the world rejoice
In the music of her voice.
See the farmer grasp the plough,
’Tis the day of sowing now;
Hark the robin’s happy call
Keeping house by yon gray wall;
Hear the brooklet’s note of glee
Dancing to the eager sea
Read the message of the King
In the hand of Lovely Spring.
CHRISTMAS THOUGHTS.
Christmas thoughts how pure and sweet,
Christmas joys how fair!
Oh, the mysteries, we meet,
Smiles are everywhere.
Gifts are found in cosy nooks
Never sought before,
Precious gems in toys and books
Hide behind the door.
Pleasant wishes finely wrought
In the simplest way,
Into trophies Santa brought
In his magic sleigh;
Bid the tender heart expand
At a treasure found,
Fashioned by affection’s hand
And by mercy crowned.
Christmas thoughts they give delight
While with care we cope,
Brightening the darkest night
With the star of hope.
Oh, when earth friends are so dear,
Earthly joys so sweet,
Then indeed is heaven near,
Life itself complete.
Christmas thoughts what jewels rare,
On the soul’s white shrine;
Beautiful beyond compare,
Sent by Love Divine.
But the greatest gift of all
Comes that happy day
When we hear the Saviour call:—
“Trust me and obey.”